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Humiliated by Teenage Lesbians
by KJJ (ken@chaileyconsulting.co.uk)
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Trying to help out my neighbor puts me in the clutched
of a gang of lesbian teenagers who humiliate me
sexually, but eventually I gain their respect and end up
getting some great sexual satisfaction. (f-teens+/M,
reluc, exh, intr, tor, bd, orgy, public-huml)
***
It all started innocently enough one summer evening with
a phone call from my next door neighbour, Debbie who
sounded very upset. “Ken, you must help me please, I am
in a terrible fix with Ellen!” Debbie sounded almost
hysterical – Ellen was her very attractive daughter, a
sixth former who was close to her eighteenth birthday.
“Of course I will help, Debbie, What do you want me to
do?”
“Ellen is in Brighton at a sixth form party in the
private LFD Club. I had arranged to pick her up at
11.00pm but I am in no fit state to drive because I have
gone down with a terrible attack of migraine. I can
hardly see with it and I have taken a double dose of
drugs so I am very drowsy and will certainly fall deeply
asleep shortly. Simon (Debbie’s husband) is abroad on
business so he can’t help.
Ellen can’t take the train because there are no services
at all this weekend due to track repairs. So she will be
stuck in Brighton which is such a dangerous place at
night for a young girl, especially the way she dressed
before she went out!” At that last remark I began to
think of Ellen – tall, trim figure, blond with long
hair, very long shapely legs and a penchant – even when
in school uniform – for wearing extremely, almost
obscenely, short, flared skirts.
My cock began to harden and twitch in anticipation of an
interesting night ahead!
“Please don’t worry, Debbie,” I replied, “if you give me
the address, I will be only too happy to pick Ellen up
“(an understatement if ever I heard one! I was already
planning how I might abduct and seduce Ellen, since I
was on my own – my wife, Wendy, was away in London on a
residential history of art course and would not be home
for three more days.)
Debbie gave me the address and also Ellen’s mobile
number. I did not learn until later what the club’s
initials stood for or that it was situated in the heart
of Brighton’s lesbian district, which perhaps explained
much of what was to happen to me shortly.
I telephoned Ellen and told her that I would be
collecting her instead of her ailing mother. When I said
that I would be at the club at 11.00 pm Ellen said not
to expect her to be waiting outside but to come down to
the party, which was taking place in the lower basement.
Through Ellen’s phone, I could hear the sound of
laughter and smoochy dance music. It sounded like a good
party.
The tough looking bouncers were expecting me and,
smirking quietly to themselves at some secret joke, took
me down stairs to the lower basement. I was amazed at
what I saw as I entered the small room, which was lit
with flaming torches on the walls that created an almost
hypnotising flickering effect and deep intriguing pools
of darkness.
The room was full of girls – I was the only man! About
sixteen of them – certainly no more than twenty. And
what girls! All beautiful and sexy fifth and sixth
formers aged, I guessed, between fifteen and nineteen.
Blonds, redheads, brunettes, black haired. A couple of
very black Africans, two petit Chinese. All sexily
dressed – some in micro miniskirts, others in long gowns
with slits up to their waists, some with neck lines so
low that their breasts were spilling out in all their
glory, many in skimpy or transparent night dresses!
Among them was Ellen, looking stunning in a very short,
skimpy, backless, lace dress.
What was really amazing was what they were doing in the
pools of darkness. All were paired off and each pair was
entwined on the floor – writhing in sexual postures.
Some were simply kissing and caressing their most
intimate parts. Others were locked in the 69 position,
heads between thighs and licking and sucking each
other’s cunts. At least one pair was engaged in a trib
fight, cunt against cunt, no holds barred.
There were sounds of sexual ecstasy and orgasm and
sexually charged screams and grunts of satisfaction. In
short, I was witnessing a lesbian orgy on a huge scale
.My erection was so hard that it was painful. I almost
came without touching my prick. In addition, there was a
distinct and very pervasive smell in the room which was
made up of alcohol, cigarette smoke, cannabis and most
dominant of all, female sexual arousal! I thought I was
in heaven – but all too soon it turned to hell.
Because the lighting in the room was so subdued, none of
the girls noticed me at first, allowing me to enjoy
their revealed beauty and sexuality unchallenged. When
some of them did, a great shout went up “Oh my God,
there is a man in the room!” Hearing that cry, they all
converged on me until I was surrounded by highly
sexually charged, nubile young women with the youngest
under age and Ellen prominent in the front. Ellen called
out”He must pay the entrance fee – he has to give each
one of us a long, deep tongue in mouth kiss!”
I grabbed Ellen first. Her mouth opened willingly to
give my tongue access and we began a long, lingering wet
kiss during which we rubbed our bodies sensuously
against each other. Next I kissed the youngest girl in
the room, whose mouth was sweet like honey – as I did
so, my fingers explored her budding breasts and nipples.
My third partner was one of the African girls with a
full figure and prominent bosom, which she squashed into
my chest as her leg forced its way sexily into my
crotch. I was in paradise but then things began to
change. The other girls were becoming impatient for
their turn.
They began pawing at my body. At first it was exciting
to have so many oestrogen charged young women grabbing
and stroking my private parts and then unzipping me and
forcing their fingers around my cock. But soon, those
not kissing me were tearing at my clothes, taking them
off – my trousers and pants were forced down to my feet,
my shirt was pulled over my head. Soon I was stark
naked.
A voice cried out “Now that we have captured this man,
sisters we must mark him!” At this pre-arranged signal,
three of the tallest and largest girls hurled themselves
upon me and wrestled me to the floor on my back.
Immediately, four others held me down spread-eagled. One
of them was Ellen, who sat on my face with her legs
either side of my torso. I was helpless.
“Let the marking begin!” the leader cried. At first I
could concentrate on nothing except the fantastic feel
and smell and taste of Ellen’s body, particularly her
cunt, over my face. She was hot to the feel, exuding
copious amounts of girl juice and the scent of growing
sexual arousal. I could tell that her clit was growing
and hardening. She whispered “Lick my clit till I cum
and I shall ensure that no one hurts you, darling!”
Then it started. Each girl in turn gave me a hickey on a
different part of my body – first my prick, then my
thighs, next my neck, chest and shoulders. At first the
experience was sexually simulating – especially as I
brought Ellen to a big orgasm, which she thought it wise
to stifle; then it seemed painful; and in its final
stages, as the girls had intended, it was humiliating
and terrifying.
Finally, the experience ended. No one was biting me
anymore! The sharp pains ceased. But I was broken and
humiliated so all the girls, including Ellen, got up
knowing that I would remain on my back, totally
exposed.”Sisters, this pathetic man is now our marked
slave! Another trophy for the Lesbian FemDom Club.”
“Let’s have a proper look at this man. Get him to stand
up on the chair in the middle of the room!” The four
girls who had been holding me down now helped me to my
feet and helped me to stand on the chair under the spot
light, which now illuminated the centre of the room.
“Let’s see just how big he is. Ellen, you seem to know
the slave, please wank him so that we can see how big
his prick is. As she started to touch my prick, she
mouthed to me “Ken, darling, I am so sorry! I promise to
make it up to you afterwards if and when we get out.”
As Ellen wanked me, I got excited and my prick stiffened
and grew to its full size, which is pretty thick but
only 4.5 inches long. The other girls watched this
intensely which naturally was very exciting for me.
Once it was clear to them that I was not going to get
any longer, the jeers and catcalls began. “Tiny”,”
midget” “how pathetic” “useless” were just some of their
verdicts on my prick.
Ellen seemed close to tears. I was utterly humiliated.
When many of the watchers stopped calling out and burst
into hysterical laughter, I decided that I had had
enough. I would fight back. I whispered to Ellen “Don’t
worry, love, it is my turn now.”
I addressed the group of sexy school girls. “Members of
the Lesbian FemDom Club, my name is Ken. It is a
privilege to be speaking to you today. I can understand
why you are so interested in the length and girth of
men’s cocks. But I can assure you from extensive
experience that there is more to ensuring that the girl
has a really satisfying and mind blowing experience from
a fuck than the length of the man’s penis alone.
First, there is the man’s attitude: you will get a much
better fuck if he desires to make you cum as well.
Secondly, there is his technique: you will have a much
better experience if he does more than simply slamming
his cock in and out to get himself off – if he does
other things too to other parts of your body which are
designed to maximise your satisfaction.
But I, unlike most men, can bring you something really
special and worthwhile. I know that at your age, however
good the fuck, you are always worried by the fear of
getting pregnant. More than twenty years ago, my then
wife almost died during child birth. I did not want her
to go through that ever again, so I had a vasectomy.
Fuck with me, and despite my small cock, I can guarantee
you absolutely enjoyable, risk free sex. Why not try
some now?”
“We certainly shall!”Amanda, the six foot tall Amazon
like goddess who was clearly the Group Leader now took
charge. “Members, place slave Ken seated on the chair.
Then tie his legs splayed out onto the chair. We shall
then play our game of chain of cunts when each of you in
turn will sit facing the slave and impale yourselves cow
girl style on his small cock. Each member will be
permitted to make five strokes up and down the slave’s
cock.
"After the fifth stroke each girl will have to get off
to make way for another girl. A girl who experiences and
orgasm whilst on the slave’s cock will be permitted to
remain impales until her orgasm has finished. The winner
will be the girl who makes the slave cum inside her
cunt. The winner will be permitted to take the slave
away to fuck him continuously for the rest of the
night.”
On hearing the rules my cock sprang to life, got really
hard and began to leak pre-cum in anticipation. Ellen
rushed over to me and said quietly “Ken, you must not
cum inside anyone else save me – not even in the fifteen
year olds whom I can see that you really lust after.”
The next forty five minutes or so were the most amazing
and enjoyable sexual experience. Eighteen attractive,
sexy school girls fucking me, one after the other, all
trying hard to make me cum by enveloping my cock in
their warm, wet and sticky cunts! Each cunt felt so
different. Some were very tight- the tightest of all
were the two fifteen year olds, closely followed by
Ellen; some were a bit larger; a couple were used for
fucking so regularly that they were quite loose.
Some girls had learned how to use their cunt muscles to
deliver highly erotic stimuli to a man’s cock – my
experience with them would have counted as the entry
into paradise but for my determination to cum in no one
other than Ellen or Sally or Jill ( the two fifteen year
olds.) Some girl had hard, big and prominent clits,
which rubbed against my body; others had small almost
shy clits which barely emerged from their hoods.
Each girl whom I fucked in the cowgirl position was
sitting astride my cock facing me, so I had a good view
of their very different breasts. Some were big, full and
fleshy with extremely hard and prominent nipples, which
I caressed and squeezed during our brief encounters.
Others were much flatter- chested, but still were curvy
if smaller. Sally and Jill’s breasts were still forming
– more like buds. The thrill I got from sucking on them
was so intense that I nearly came, irrespective of what
their cunts were doing to me.
The other great variant between the girls was their
varying degrees of stickiness emanating from their
cunts. Some were quite dry others gushed girl cum onto
my prick from the very first moment of contact. As fuck
follower fuck, sticky girl cum accumulated on my prick
and then spilt excitingly onto my balls from where it
then dripped slowly down my thighs. By the end of the
prolonged contact, those parts of my body smelt just
like that of a highly aroused woman!
I managed to fuck every girl once without either my
cumming or any of them experiencing orgasm. The second
round was different, not least because each of the teens
were stickier and squelchier and all of them, without
exception, had now stripped off completely, showing me
that whilst the majority had clean shaven pussies, a few
favoured trim landing strips and only one was hairy.
It was clearly going to be so much more difficult this
time to save myself for Ellen who was the last girl in
the queue, immediately behind under age Sally and Jill.
I really did not think that I could do it, especially as
almost all of them had orgasms in round two so lingered
longer on my cock which was aching for release.
Sally and Jill each tried really hard to get me to cum.
All the while we were fucking, Sally nibbled my ear and
whispered to me about all the things we were going to do
together once I had cum and she possessed me for the
rest of the night. She said she would marry me the
moment she turned sixteen.
Jill, in her turn, as she was first lowering herself
onto my cock, inserted both her hands underneath her
bottom: with one she grabbed my member and began slowly
to wank me whilst the other gently massaged my balls.
The effect was electric.
Jill would have made me cum but just as I was losing me
self control, her own huge orgasm began and a deluge of
her own cunt juice flowed down my cock and gave me
something else to think about instead of my throbbing
prick. Reluctantly, slowly Jill disengaged from me.
Tears of frustration were welling up in her eyes.
I knew that I would cum in Ellen who was now positioning
her cunt over my pulsing prick.”Thank you, Ken, for
saving yourself for me. I promise that you won’t regret
it.” That said, Ellen slowly lowered herself down until
the whole of my prick was nestling in her glorious love
channel. She then began to use her cunt muscles in the
most sensuous and stimulating way. I was babbling in
ecstatic pleasure.
“That is fantastic what you are doing to my prick. Don’t
ever stop, please. I have never felt so good. How do you
do it?” It was when Ellen replied that her mother had
taught her how to do it, only last week, that with a
huge roar of triumph.
I came and spewed hot spunk deep inside her cunt
continuously for nearly three minutes. Ellen screamed
with pleasure, as her over full pussy spilled much of my
foaming load out of her cunt and down the inside of her
thighs. She experienced a huge, body wracking orgasm and
fainted.
When we both recovered from our ecstasy, Amanda moved
towards us holding hands with Sally and Jill. “Ken, you
lasted far longer than any other slave before you. You
also gave members much more pleasure and it was so much
better being risk of pregnancy free. I am delighted to
say that your freedom has been restored. You are no
longer a slave but an honoured guest of the Club which
you are welcome to visit and serve its members any time.
"Meanwhile, you are still Ellen’s prize. Ellen, take him
away for your pleasure. You had better take Sally and
Jill to help – I am sure they would love to!"
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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